Confrontation and Refusal

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# Confrontation and Refusal ## Overview This segment, titled "Confrontation and Refusal," is an excerpt from Herman Melville's short story, [Bartleby, The Scrivener](arke:01KG6YFY3GPNBP5AAFESQKDTDR). It spans lines 1049-1077 of the source text and details a pivotal interaction between the narrator and Bartleby. ## Context The segment is part of the larger work [Bartleby, The Scrivener](arke:01KG6YFY3GPNBP5AAFESQKDTDR), which is itself contained within the [Melville](arke:01KG6YCG626JN4FCG8QK17CQCF) collection, comprising the complete works of Herman Melville. The text was extracted from the digital file [bartleby_the_scrivener.txt](arke:01KG6YDD8YHX9PCQE3NTAG8XF1). This segment follows [Bartleby Inside the Office](arke:01KG6YGBMBQ63J3JY1SWT5JNV9), where the narrator discovers Bartleby still occupying the office despite his attempts to make him leave. It is succeeded by [Narrator's Internal Conflict and Resignation](arke:01KG6YGC7MB07Y1SFBEVJ22GHW), which explores the narrator's subsequent emotional and ethical struggles. ## Contents The segment captures a direct confrontation where the narrator expresses his displeasure and demands Bartleby's departure. The narrator attempts to reason with Bartleby, reminding him of money left for him and questioning his right to remain in the office without contributing. Bartleby's responses are characterized by his repeated, gentle refusal, "I would prefer _not_ to quit you," and his subsequent silence and retreat into his "hermitage." The passage highlights Bartleby's passive resistance and the narrator's growing frustration and perplexity.

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Confrontation and Refusal

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“Bartleby,” said I, entering the office, with a quietly severe expression, “I am seriously displeased. I am pained, Bartleby. I had thought better of you. I had imagined you of such a gentlemanly organization, that in any delicate dilemma a slight hint would have suffice—in short, an assumption. But it appears I am deceived. Why,” I added, unaffectedly starting, “you have not even touched that money yet,” pointing to it, just where I had left it the evening previous. He answered nothing. “Will you, or will you not, quit me?” I now demanded in a sudden passion, advancing close to him. “I would prefer _not_ to quit you,” he replied, gently emphasizing the _not_. “What earthly right have you to stay here? Do you pay any rent? Do you pay my taxes? Or is this property yours?” He answered nothing. “Are you ready to go on and write now? Are your eyes recovered? Could you copy a small paper for me this morning? or help examine a few lines? or step round to the post-office? In a word, will you do any thing at all, to give a coloring to your refusal to depart the premises?” He silently retired into his hermitage.

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Confrontation and Refusal